An angst about a howince gone wrong basically.

Yay for my new laptop.

I don't own The Boosh, Noel and Julian do.

Silence, that's all it took.

We just had to be quiet for a second, a second without bickering and crimps and talk and fashion and jazz and all the stuff that made us Howard and Vince. All it took was a time when we weren't us, when we didn't put on a mask and play the part. I wish it took more, I wish it took a thousand years for us to say 'I love you', I wish we didn't say it at all. But we didn't need I love you, or a lonely night, or an unmarked valentine.

All it took was silence, one second when we were only thinking of how much we wanted the person next to us. And that's all it took, that was the hurdle that we jumped as our lips were forced together in a cursed kiss and tongues danced in each other's mouths.

I wish it took more.

I hate it, I hate it so much it hurts my heart as I kiss this man I love so much. I wish I could stop you and fuck you at the same time, it's too hard and I'm too hard and you're too hard.

Everything's so hard when you're in love with your best friend.

Can I have a review or two... maybe?

Loves.